Tigers in Southeastern Ohio
I caught up with old friends this past weekend to check on a big cat sanctuary located a few miles from Athens. They produced this stellar story last June.
The one good picture from the move in this past weekend
was taken by the talented Bronson Arcurri.
Chinese New Year
I went to Chinatown yesterday to watch the New Year celebrations and this is what I saw.
These other pictures are from a trip to Cleveland I took a few weeks ago. I saw some faces I hadn’t seen since leaving college, which was nice, but time is never long enough.
Cincinnati via Las Vegas
The easiest way to get home for the holidays, my mom told me a month ago, was to meet first in Las Vegas then fly to Cincinnati together. It was an absurd suggestion and I wasn’t too stoked on Vegas the first time around, but it was an excuse to drive around the desert for a few days and escape city life. Save for a whiskey night with my then-17-year-old brother (happy 18th), I mostly avoided the Strip.
In Cincinnati I saw a bunch of old friends and I said my farewells to the Southgate House. I also said a farewell to Cincinnati, because I don’t know the next time I’ll be back. Since leaving California, I’ve had to be on a plane or prepare for a long car ride every two weeks. For all my talk of loving the traveling and transient life, it really does wear me down. I’m ready to plant some roots in DC and sign a lease that will tie me here for a year, and then I’ll consider moving. For now, though, aside from a wanton road trip to NYC or where ever, I’m resting my head somewhere in the Beltway.
Brooklyn
I went to Brooklyn earlier this month to see friends and a punk show. I’d perceived Brooklyn to be some kind of hipster mecca, and it kind of is – artisanal everything – but it’s the same story as Echo Park in LA, or Over-the-Rhine in Cincinnati, or any other neighborhood amidst gentrification. Get a bunch of young, privileged, “creative” types together, let it simmer, and you’ll get neighborhoods like Williamsburg or Silverlake.
Anyway.
I was telling my friend that Brooklyn was auditioning for me on this trip, and it went well. Maybe I’ll live there in a few years. This first picture is by Andy Betsch.
Coming Home
By now, I think I’ve talked about (and probably repeated) all of my feelings about living in California and driving across the country, so I’ll spare some narrative. I miss the people and the food and the beaches and the shows in Los Angeles. It’s a surreal place and sometimes I felt like I was dreaming. I think I was.
We took our time on the ride East, stopping in Vegas, Flagstaff, Las Cruces, Dallas, Nashville, Louisville, home in Cincinnati, Kenyon and finally DC. The country rolled under our blue Prius from the desert to the plains, and I tried hard to remember it all because I didn’t know the next time I’d be out West.
In Kentucky, when I saw the autumnal colors and I felt the crisp cold, I knew I was home.
Here’s a few pictures I took. Enjoy.
San Francisco and more Big Sur
I was looking through my external and found more photos from this trip in September. It really was something special. The last picture doesn’t belong in the series, but I think it’s cool and I have no where else to post it.
Cheers.
In the summertime
Well, I graduated and I spent the summer in Los Angeles where I learned some things and took a lot of pictures. My girlfriend and I lived in a neighborhood called Echo Park. Lifetime Salvadorean and Mexican residents mingle with rich kids in jorts and tank tops, and the DIY space is just past the Latino karaoke bar. Our former neighborhood had elements of “hip” places all over the nation.
Anyway, here’s some pictures that I took. Enjoy.
The Atlantic Cities
The Atlantic Cities published my photo last week as a part of its ongoing postcard series. Waking up to this news was pretty damn cool.
ACRN Guest List
I was the video director for the All Campus Radio Network at Ohio University during my last year of school. I produced short videos of local artists playing music, laced with interview footage. It was fun while it lasted and I admittedly did not put forth much effort into creating more. Undergraduate life.
Still, I’m proud of what I did and I could not have done it without the talents of my crew and the artists on stage. The video section at ACRN is under new management, and it looks like they’re creating some righteous stuff. Dig it.
Here’s the three that I produced and one in which I interviewed.
And I interviewed Larry and His Flask
